Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 104 Chapter The "germination" seed of destiny
The interrogation of the bandit gang lasted about an hour; during this period, Ms. Reina repeatedly reminded that the mysterious group of travelers was less than half a day's journey ahead, suggesting that Viscount Aiden should fulfill his duty as a subject of the empire and immediately arrest the lunatics who slandered the emperor.

Unfortunately, Viscount Aiden ignored all of it.

Compared with this group of ignorant bandits, the emperor's intelligence chief is more aware of the terrifying nature of those travelers; a man who can kill a top warlock thousands of miles away cannot be overemphasized.

The subsequent interrogation work was handed over to two female sorcerers, whose questions were more professional and targeted; they were determined to dig out the opponent's true strength from every clue. Moreover, compared with the rudeness of intelligence officers, the sorcerers were more "gentle" when forcing confessions.

Heart-wrenching screams broke the tranquility of the early morning. On the road not far away, pedestrians quickened their pace, and no one dared to peek into what was happening in the wilderness deep in the mist.

I don't know if it can be considered a great fortune, but a group of bandits could actually enjoy the "hospitality" of an imperial viscount and two sorcerers. Almost no one could last more than a minute, and they revealed all the information they knew.

"They admitted that their target was the City of Golden Tower?" Among the complicated and similar confessions, Viscount Aiden used his sharp mind to perceive the key.

"That's what I asked them, and the kid didn't deny it. He looked like the leader of the gang." Ms. Reina was the most cooperative of all. Her ability to judge the situation was the reason why she was able to lead a gang of robbers as a woman.

"Shameless lunatics, conspirators, sewer rats! How dare they bring those dirty words to the Golden Tower City?" Viscount Aiden was extremely angry. If they were allowed to swagger into the Golden Tower City and sing those poems whose true or false contents were unknown, then there was no doubt that his political and physical life as the intelligence chief would end at the same time.

"What else do they want to do in the Golden Tower City besides singing poems?" Fringilla Vigo asked calmly, "I don't think they traveled all the way south just to spit in the face of His Majesty the Emperor."

"I... don't know." Reina answered tremblingly.

"I don't believe it. From what you said, you had a very pleasant conversation with that warlock kid!" Fringilla raised her right hand as if she wanted to touch Reina's face; but the flame jumping in her palm instantly burned her face red.

"I really don't know. He didn't tell me and drove us away." Reina was terrified and started crying when she spoke. To her, death was not scary. What was scarier was a life worse than death.

The ball of fire in the sorceress's palm, which was not much bigger than a wine glass, blinded two of her subordinates within half an hour and burned the skull of another subordinate to charcoal. Sparks were still coming out of his nasal cavity.

"She didn't lie." Another sorceress, Isbell, looked unhappy and tried to persuade her colleague.

"Hmph..." Fringilla retracted her hand. "What should we do now? Capture them in advance, or play it safe and wait for them to enter the Golden Tower City, then take the opportunity to dig out the people behind them?"

The sorceress's question troubled Viscount Aiden.

The only thing to blame is that Lin You's purpose was too contrary to common sense, so that everyone in the imperial court, from the emperor down, associated this incident with some kind of political conspiracy. No one could have imagined that the other party did this simply to destroy fate.

For ordinary people, this question is indeed a bit beyond the scope.

Just when Viscount Aiden was in a dilemma, a burly figure passed through the mist and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Perhaps, I can tell you the purpose of that child." The man spread out his hands to show that he had no weapons in his hands, and completely exposed himself to the weapons of the imperial spies and soldiers; on his chest, a snake pendant flashed silver light.

At this time, Lin You didn't know that the imperial officials who arrested him had already met with the snake demon hunters; since he started the journey again this morning, he leaned against the car window and looked up at the sky, his eyes empty and deep. He kept this posture until noon, and even when he passed several villages and markets, he didn't urge the poet to perform. Such an abnormal behavior made Dandelion uneasy; when the boy forced him to perform, the poet was certainly worried to death, but now that he was not asked to perform, he was worried that the other party no longer needed him?

This boy, and the woman with the hunting bow, killing people is as easy as eating and drinking; if I am no longer useful, then...

The poet held the reins, timidly approached the window, and asked in a casual tone: "What are you looking at, Your Excellency?"

Although it is not known which land the so-called "Earl of Goff" belonged to, poets and female archers were accustomed to calling boys by it.

"It depends on fate." Lin You answered casually without even raising his eyelids.

Dandelion laughed dryly, "You and Mr. O'Dimm have talked about fate more than once. Can it really be seen?"

"of course."

"People always discuss fate, but no one can explain what fate is; what kind of fate do you see?" The poet was just making small talk and had no intention of getting an answer; because even at the University of Newcastle, asking similar questions would only yield a bunch of vague philosophical terms.

The boy gave a ridiculously simple answer: "It's the sea."

Dandelion curled his lips; if the philosophy or literature professors in Niuburgh heard such a crude metaphor, they would probably laugh their heads off.

But then, no matter how hard the poet tried to strike up a conversation, the boy ignored him because his mind was on the "sea".

At the cost of his own life, Shasius gave Lin You a chance to follow the clues. In the end, although he did not find the divinity of "fate", he saw how fate intersected with the world and influenced each other.

It is a special dimension that overlaps with the demon hunter world. It covers the sky, earth, and ocean of the material world, reaching the nine heavens and the nine underworlds. It is everywhere and covers everything.

It's like a boundless and invisible sea of ​​energy.

People, things, animals, monsters, gods, and demons are all immersed in this sea, rising and falling with the waves; and because of their own choices, they raise more waves.

In the author's senses, this sea is close at hand, but sometimes it feels far away. To make an analogy, it is like people in the real dimension looking up at the night sky, often marveling at the splendor and grandeur of the Milky Way, but not realizing that they are also in the Milky Way.

This is an invisible "sea". The four goddesses tried their best but could only catch a glimpse of it, but now Lin You can see it clearly.

All this is because of the "seed of destiny" sleeping in the microcosm of Ophiuchus.

This "gift" from Moirai has quietly awakened and sprouted; the tender roots of the seed have stretched out a little and plunged into the "sea of ​​destiny".

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